1990. She was born on a Monday morning, around 11 o’clock. She was Her parents’ first born… their bundle of joy… their little princess… It were life and color which she brought to the whole family when She was born. She had her name as proof.
One year, one month, 11 days and (maybe) several hours later. He was born. She did not know the details to his birth. (This is according to her, afterall.) He was just a boy, whose family, a couple years later, occupied the house across Her street.
1995, before They even knew each other existed. She was brought by Her parents to this certain, promising yet not famous private school in their town. She had the tour of the school and She fell in love with it in a heartbeat. She just, then, couldn’t wait for the Kinder classes to start already. Little did She know that this school will be the place where She would find and experience first love, the place where She would feel the pain of Her first heartbreak.
Elementary, Part 1. She was a batch older, He was a batch younger. He was smart, She was smarter. She was Roman Catholic, He was of a different religion. She liked to dance, He was not allowed to dance. She was taller, He was shorter. She was chubby, He was dark. He teased Her, She hated His guts. She had a crush on His other older cousin, He had a crush on His classmate/churchmate. They were two kids, different at that. They were just frienemies.
To be continued……..
